Susanna Fields

the sun is shining
everybody is smiling
I got the whole world in my hand
don’t need no industry
I’ll swing the lemon tree
happiness belongs to me

when sorrow’s clouding
all around me
I lean on my window sill
it’s where I rest my head
and understand your will
happiness belongs to me

the way I travelled doesn’t mean a thing
it’s always up and down
it’s the direction I take
and every move I make
that makes my world go round

today the mirror
and my lover
are all the world to me
I got my head up high
everybody wonders why
happiness belongs to me

and then reflection
is there to break me
I welcome insecurity
for me to step back
I start all over
even then happiness belongs to me

the way I travelled doesn’t mean a thing
it’s always up and down
it’s the direction I take
and every move I make
that makes my world go round

you maybe wonder
‘cause that’s what I do
I guess I’m still not figured out
but in the meantime
don’t you forget that
all of this is really me